Sunday, March 25, 2012

Days of Mekong and Roses

You can't go home.  The days of elephants on the lane are no doubt gone forever.  The watching children are grown with children and/or grandchildren of their own.  The city and country have changed.   Only memories remain; the sounds of exotic birds, the cry of gibbons in the trees, gun-shots in the night, a pet bear eating leftovers in the driveway.  In North Alabama,  through my yard might pass deer, possums, raccoons, fox, coyotes and maybe a wildcat from time to time.  No elephants.  Sigh.


LL said...

The nation of Laos is actually called, "The Nation of a Million Elephants and the White Parasol" (as you know). Laos is a shortened version.

I wonder how many elephants were killed in the Indochina wars?

Opus #6 said...

I bet the elephants don't forget, either.

WoFat said...

I don't know about elephants buy Gordon Young - Bill's brother - was said to have killed a bear with a pistol. Mr. Black Bear was leaning against a tree and Gordon soft-shoed up behind him and popped him in the head. Bear died. Good for Gordon; if the bear had lived, Gordon would not have done so.